Fancy.

Friday. Went out to the casino with Mike, Aaron, Brenda and Mike's co-worker Justin. Got wasted in the nifty little "Mpulse" lounge. It's spiffy. And I want all the furniture for my future apartment.

Saturday. Off work at 9 'cause we were over payroll. Picked up some shit at Walmart and then met up with Mike, Pepper and Hannah at Nate's new apartment. Which is fancy. Stood on Lake City Way and chugged peach schnapps. Went across the street and had a drink. Stumbled to Dick's for foodz. Went into this little porn shop on the way back to Nate's and saw the most horrifying thing ever. A dildo about the size of my entire calf (and girthier, even) in a glass case that had WHAT written on it? URBAN. BOMBSHELLS. How classy is that? I laughed my ass off. 'Cause their show is SOOOOO 'revolutionary' that they have to advertise themselves on low-grade, oversized sex toys in a low-volume porn shop. I'm just surprised that one of Sarah's homemade "one-of-a-kind" pasties wasn't stuck to the tip.

/end tangent.

Anyway. Took Pepper to see some guy at Studio 7. Went back to Lake City to get my car and went home.

Sunday. Worked 1-9. Waited for Mike to get off work so we could go back to the casino for a night cap. Woooo. Got home a little bit ago and had the most glorious shower ever. I just wanna say that I smell amazing.

Tomorrow. Work 11-7. Then nothing. I'll probably just go home and sleep.

Oh, and I guess Warped Tour isn't happening (and we're not gonna be able to afford it anyway what with having to buy camping tickets, show tickets, gas and foodz), so I have the ENTIRE next weekend off. AMAZING. I can't wait.

AND MY BIRTHDAY'S COMING UP. Good ol' 24. I decided I need to do something ridiculously over-the-top. 'Cause I never ever do. Soooo yeah. I need to start planning shit out.